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[bigbrotherbill]

My younger brothers Fred and George, if you care to know, have a horribly untidy flat above their shop in Diagon Alley and several litres of the poorest quality firewhisky imaginable.

Now, this is the life.

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[forgewheeze]

hahahahhahahaahah oh man so sloshed where are you

DID YOU LOCK ME IN THE LOO BRO????

[bigbrotherbill]

I'm out on the roof! I did not lock you anywhere, though I can't vouch for Fred.

This firewhisky is awful stuff. Come out to the roof!

[forgewheeze]

YOU CANNOT APPARATE WHEN DRUNK

i'm locked in the LOO HAHAHAHAAH AND I CANTGETOUT

[bigbrotherbill]

I'll give you some very simple instructions as to how to extricate yourself from this situation.

First of all, walk over to the door of the loo.

Second of all, place your dominant hand on the doorknob.

Third of all, grasp tightly and twist.

Let me know how that went.

[gredwheeze]

TRY NOT TO BE SO GRACIOUS WITH YOUR FLATTERY BILLY PEOPLE WILL THINK YOU'RE FAST.

[bigbrotherbill]

I don't mind. Every bloke should have a bit of a reputation.

[gredwheeze]

hahha FOR WHAT? hahaha where est das Georgemachen?

[bigbrotherbill]

I don't think you want to know. He's disgracing the family name.

He can't get out of the loo.

[obviouslynot]

Truly, you are in the very death throes of happiness.

[bigbrotherbill]

Indeed.

It's the damnedest thing, Severus. I remember this shitty firewhisky from, uh, the wild days of my youth as one of the quickest ways to get completely rat-arsed.

Clearly, I am growing older and wiser, because I'm not even feeling it now.

[bigbrotherbill]

Okayy. Perhaps I'm feeling it just a bit.

[obviouslynot]

Just a bit.

And of course, this has nothing to do with the young lady who introduced herself?